Because the two sides can only use the same boxing technique, and the cultivation is almost the same, and Puning is on guard against Lu Pressure's weird footwork, so in this battle, Lu Pressure is actually very hard.

However, Lu Quan's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

The aura in his body was also running faster and faster, more and more fluently, and he even hoped that this battle would go on forever, which would definitely be of great benefit to his use of the aura.

Pu Ning is different from Lu Pressure, because he has reached the point where his aura is almost unable to keep up at this time.

Because he started to use too much force, and in addition, he basically used the most violent moves, and with his physique, he was a little unbearable.

Pu Ning was secretly anxious, but he hated that Lu Jian seemed to enjoy the game, kept wandering, and did not fight hard with himself.

Puning decided that he would rather take some injuries and end the fight as soon as possible.

He jumped to his feet again, "Horses on the mountains!"

Both fists from top to bottom, slamming down.

This is the second time he has performed this pose. According to the teachings of the elders, the best punch to break this move is "Prancing Horse on the River!"

Taking advance as retreat, forcing the "horse to step on the mountains" to lose its spatial advantage.

Pu Ning had already thought about it, when Lu Pressure cast "On the Prancing Horse River!" and wanted to force himself back, he would rather take a punch from him, and also use the power of the high-altitude rush to bombard Lu Pressure.

Unexpectedly, seeing him jumping high, Lu Pressure didn't dodge or dodge, but just retreated with his fists and shouted, "Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

In an instant, countless fists centered on Lu Pressure's self and struck into the air, and the fist shadows were heavy, as fast as lightning.

Pu Ning was stunned, because the Pegasus Meteor Fist is not suitable for long-distance use, but the first choice for close-quarters group combat, of course, if the aura is released, like the maid in red, the spiritual power of the horse is another matter.

At the moment when Pu Ning was slightly stunned, the fist that he thought he couldn't hit suddenly skyrocketed, as if he had shortened a distance for no reason.

When the two sides are fighting, the difference is a thousand miles, and this short distance is the distance between life and death.

But Puning was in the air, and he couldn't change the line immediately, only heard a few screams, and Puning flew out like a rag after being hit by several punches.

Because it was a competition, Lu Pressure did not exert a lot of strength, but even so, after being hit by several punches, Pu Ning vomited blood and couldn't get up again.

This change made all the people outside the stadium drop their jaws, but they didn't expect Puning, who had an advantage, to lose so badly.

Wu Bai's eyes instantly narrowed, "Spiritual power is released, how is it possible, a person in the Spirit House Realm actually releases spiritual power!"

The entire arena suddenly fell silent, and this scene shocked everyone.

Dream, the two elders glanced at each other, and there was a look of doubt in their eyes.

Because with their cultivation, they could faintly see that there was a sword intent in this Lu Press's fist style.

Elder Meng muttered, "It's not the release of aura, but the accidental release of the sword, this little guy has so many secrets!"

Lu Jian stood there, also a little stunned. The fighting style with a sword in this punch is also something he accidentally discovered recently, he doesn't know that it is sword qi, but he feels that there is a sharp air flow in his inner house, and sometimes, he will rush out of the body with his own force, but he can't use it skillfully, and he can't retract it freely.

The reason why he chose Pegasus Meteor Punch was that he found that when he used extremely fast punches, especially multi-point and multi-directional punches, there would be a great chance of hitting that air current.

Sure enough, the blow worked.

Lu Jian looked at Pu Ning, who fell to the ground and vomited blood, didn't say anything, shook his head and walked out of the enchantment.

When Lu Pressure appeared, Ling Xiao took the lead in applauding, first sparsely, and then there was intensive applause.

Lu Jian scratched his head a little embarrassed, and after saluting around, he retreated to the door flag at the entrance of his hall.

Jiang Shang's shoulder had been simply bandaged, and when he saw him coming, he smiled and waved his right arm, but it affected the wound on his left arm, and he grinned in pain.

Lu Jian took advantage of the action of sorting out his clothes, secretly took out a pill he had refined, and handed it to Jiang Shang, "This is the healing pill I refined, you eat it!"

Because there were too many people here, Lu Jian didn't dare to take the pill in the pill gourd, for fear that a master would recognize it, so he just gave Jiang Shang the healing pill he had refined himself.

The pill he refined, although it couldn't be compared with the pill in the pill gourd, was also extraordinary, and after Jiang Shang ate it, the pain was relieved after a while.

Jiang Shang knew that he was an alchemist, so it was not surprising that he knew how to do alchemy, but the effect of this elixir still surprised him, and he felt that the broken bones were cold, and it didn't hurt after a while.

Soon, the round was over.

In the end, the five winners, except for Lu Press, are all old disciples in the sect.

Finally, Elder Meng said, "The boxing competition is over, and the sword competition will start tomorrow!"

Back at the residence, Liu Jiang and Hu Feiwei came to congratulate Lu Quan. They did not sign up for the contest due to their weak hearts.

Jiang Shang already felt that his arm didn't hurt anymore, and it seemed that the fracture was gradually healing, so he praised Lu Jian with great admiration.

The main assessment of the swordsmanship competition is the Seven Star Slash, and in order to play fairly, it is not allowed to use its own sword, and only the ordinary sword provided by the event can be used.

Lu Pressure felt that since he had already won the final place, he would no longer sign up for the sword competition, and Lu Pressure was not a person who liked to be high-profile.

Early the next morning, Lu Jian and the three people in the same room went to watch the game in a calm mood of visiting.

After a night's rest, Jiang Shang's fracture in the morning had been healed, and his evaluation of land pressure in his heart had been raised to a higher level.

The competition day of swordsmanship is still exciting, but, because it is different from the competition of boxing, Ma Shenmiao is a sword sect, and the cultivation of swordsmanship is the most important.

Therefore, it was much more intense than the first day.

Moreover, the number of games in which people were injured has increased significantly.

Lu Jian looked at the sword light on the field, the figures were heavy, and the fight was very lively.

I also secretly sighed in my heart that it was worthy of the Sword Sect, and there were so many people who used swords!

The atmosphere on and off the pitch was fantastic.

Also after several rounds of competition, the final winner of the sword technique was also compared.

Coincidentally, except for Ling Xiao, the other four were the winners of yesterday's boxing.

It seems that the comprehensive strength of these old disciples is still incomparable to that of newcomers.

In the end, Elder Dream called Lu Jian and the other six final winners to the field and presented them with prizes and a jade plaque, which was a token to enter the Heavenly Book Pavilion.

When Elder Meng presented the award to Lu Quan, he said to Lu Jian in a low voice: "Boy, go back and find a time to come to me, and I'll take a look at your swordsmanship!"

Lu Jian knew that this was Elder Meng's desire to teach himself alone, so he was grateful and nodded his head in thanks!

The two-day competition came to an end.

In the evening, after thanking his brothers and sisters, Lu Jian lay on the bed and slowly recalled the process of the past two days and summarized the gains and losses.

He found that actual combat was the best way to improve his skills, and after what he saw and did in the past two days, his own understanding of boxing and swordsmanship had greatly improved.

When he got up early the next morning, Lu Jian decided to go to see Elder Meng first, after all, he had a lot to learn about swordsmanship.

Elder Meng's residence was in a separate courtyard at the innermost end of the Sword Qi Hall.

Lu Jian came to the gate of the small courtyard and said to the disciple guarding in front of the door: "Senior brother, please inform Elder Meng, it is the disciple Lu Pressure who asks to see him!"

When the disciple saw Lu Quan, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Isn't this Senior Brother Lu who has won glory for our Sword Qi Hall?"

He gave Lu Jian a thumbs up and walked quickly into the small courtyard.

Soon, he walked out, stretched out his hand to Lu Jian and said, "The elder let you in!"

Lu Pressure was taken to the door of the study in the small courtyard, and Lu Pressure walked in on his own.

Elder Meng was sitting on a chair reading a book, and when he saw Lu Jian coming in, he smiled and motioned for him to sit next to him.

Elder Meng looked at Lu Jian and said, "Why didn't you participate in the swordsmanship competition yesterday, I'm actually quite looking forward to seeing your swordsmanship cultivation!"

Lu Jian smiled and said: "There are many places where the disciple's swordsmanship is not well understood, and the practice is extremely poor, so I dare not show my ugliness!"

"Oh?" Elder Meng said suspiciously, "I see that your fist technique has already played your own style, which is very rare, so why do you feel that your sword technique is extremely poor?"

Lu Jian thought for a while and said sincerely: "It's not a secret, the disciples of the boxing method have been guided by the master before, so the understanding of cultivation is relatively smooth, and the swordsmanship, the disciples rely on the experience they have gained in actual combat, so they often can't go deep in their understanding of the Seven Star Tyrant Slash, and there are many incomprehensions!"

Elder Meng looked at Lu Jian and said with a smile: "You kid, it's very real, yes, in fact, if you don't say it, I can see it at a glance, in this way, you use the most commonly used swordsmanship to attack me, I'll see if there is anything wrong with your understanding of swordsmanship! Don't hide your secrets, just use all your strength!"

Lu Jian knew that this was the elder teaching the junior, so he no longer shirked, he saw a wooden broom leaning against the corner of the wall, so he took it, held it upside down, bowed down and said, "The disciple is rude!"

After speaking, his eyes were blazing, he put the broom flat on his chest, and in the midst of the spiritual flow, he shouted violently, stepped on the nine seals, rushed forward, and stabbed a sword with the posture of an assassin's sword!

He is extremely skilled in this move, so although it is a broom, he is also murderous!

Elder Meng's eyes lit up, and he took a step back, and the broom head struck at the place where he was just now, just to unload Lu Pressure's sword style.

Lu Press's sword intent turned, and the steps under his feet stepped out in a supernatural direction, and the broom stabbed again, hitting the center of his eyebrows, and Elder Meng twisted his body sideways, avoiding a blow.

Lu Jian didn't wait for the sword to make him old at all, and the direction changed again, and the broom actually stabbed up to Elder Meng's lower abdomen.

This time, the time direction was completely controlled, and Elder Dream could no longer dodge, so he had to flick his fingers and flick on the side of the broomstick.

Lu Jian felt a strong force attacking, and his palm shook, and the broom flew out of his hand.

Lu Jian hurriedly bowed down and saluted: "The disciple is reckless!"